The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

After her breasts were slightly squeezed and deformed behind her brother, she took the initiative to ask:

"Brother... do you hate girls' breasts?"

"Of course not. I am a man after all."

"That--"

Jeanne leaned close to Ian's ear and blew softly.

"Brother, I think you don't hate my breasts."

"..."

Ian was silent for a moment, then directly threw out his ultimate move.

"Jeanne, if you do this again, I will have to go back the same way."

"Eh?! No way!"

"If you can't, just be honest with me."

“Brother you!”

Jeanne grumbled.

"If my brother continues like this, he will never find a girlfriend in his life!"

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Ian dealt with Joan of Arc's "vicious attack" perfunctorily.

"The curse from my sister really makes me sad."

"..."

Jeanne turned her face away and muttered in a voice that only she could hear.

"It's not a curse."

"My brother can't find a girlfriend or something...it's obviously a great wish."

[After some small fights along the way, you and Jeanne come to the vicinity of the light column. ]

【This close observation changes your perception a little bit. 】

It wasn't a beam of light coming out from underground.

It seemed to be a path formed by the light blue light emitted by something.

but--

What could be capable of emitting this kind of light?

And speaking of it...

That "angel" seems to have disappeared too?

Ian couldn't figure it out for a moment.

In stark contrast to her brother's caution, Joan of Arc became even more excited after seeing such light up close.

"Brother, let's go over there quickly!"

“I’m afraid He will leave soon!”

"..."

no way.

Now that we're here, we should really find out what's going on.

Ian said nothing more.

He carried his sister on his back and moved closer to where Guang was.

It was a hillside.

The rushing water soaked the boy's shoes.

But at this moment, he didn't have the mind to pay attention to these details.

Because he saw something more important.

I saw a large golden cup lying quietly in the column of light that was rising into the sky.

The light on a rainy night is emitted by it.

"This……"

Ian never dreamed he would see anything like this.

Joan of Arc's eyes were filled with surprise, and she exclaimed:

"Isn't this the Holy Grail?!"

"Holy Grail?"

"Yes!" Joan of Arc began to explain, "That is the cup used by our Lord, called...Jesus!"

“He is responding to me!”

"..."

[You know Joan of Arc doesn't like reading.]

[Most of what she heard came from the conversations of villagers in the church.]

[So you can’t be sure whether the thing you “confirm” in this way is the so-called “holy grail”.]

【And more importantly, you don’t think this response makes any sense. 】

[Throwing a cup over is considered a response to one's believers? ]

You find this incomprehensible.

[However, you do have a more realistic idea. ]

【This gold cup looks very valuable. 】

[If I can bring it back, I might be able to smash it and exchange it for money later.]

【This way, we can provide Joan of Arc with a better life. 】

[You know this idea sounds a little stupid.]

[But even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance of it happening, you are willing to give it a try. ]

It's true that he wanted to exchange the Holy Grail for money, but it's also true that he didn't want his sister to get close to strange things.

Ian put Jeanne on the ground.

"Jeanne, wait a moment. I'll go get that..."

"The Holy Grail," Joan of Arc reminded.

"Yes, the Holy Grail. I'll go get it."

"Yeah~"

After temporarily settling Joan of Arc, Ian took a deep breath and headed towards the place where the Holy Grail was in the rain.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or if this “holy grail” really has some special powers.

Ian could feel that the closer he got to it, the faster his heart beat.

It was as if it was warning myself not to come over.

But he won't stop.

What Joan of Arc expected was the Lord's response, but what he needed was money to live.

Reach out.

hold.

Ian felt his heart leap.

He looked at the "Holy Grail" in his hand.

Something's wrong - it's emitting some strange substance!

Before Ian could figure out what was going on, a scream came from behind him.

"what--!"

That was Joan of Arc's voice.

"Joan of Arc!"

【You turn around.】

【You saw an unexpected scene. 】

[On a dark night, a squinty-eyed man wearing a tall hat appeared in the cold rain and came to Jeanne's side.]

【That's why she screamed.】

[That is a very strange man.]

[His expression clearly looks like he is smiling, but you just feel a chill down your spine.]

You realize he's dangerous.

"Joan, come here quickly!"

Ian said immediately.

Although she was startled by the man's appearance, Jeanne reacted quickly after hearing her brother's words.

however--

Joan of Arc took just two steps and then stopped there.

She found herself unable to move.

To be more specific, it feels like being firmly grasped by something.

"It's so annoying."

The man looked at Jeanne in front of him, and his friendly expression instantly collapsed.

Then there was a roar:

"You two little bastards, haven't you heard your mother tell you to sleep well at night?"

There was a boom.

The sky was awakened by the lightning and became temporarily bright.

But soon, it fell into darkness again.

[You realize that the man in front of you is closely related to the "Holy Grail".]

[The figure that Jeanne misunderstood just now was probably also presented by him in some way. ]

"who are you?"

Ian looked at the man in front of him with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He could clearly feel that in this state at this moment, he was no match for the man.

"Hahahahaha!"

The man in the top hat laughed.

"According to the plan, I'm not supposed to tell my name to a little bastard like you."

"but--"

"I appreciate your courage in asking me questions in this situation."

"I'll just give you a small reward!"

The man raised his hands high, his eyes wide open, looking quite crazy.

"Lev Lenore Flauros!"

"This is the last name you will ever hear in this world!"